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"I have put great effort into governing the country. I have ruled for many years, so why have I not been able to find a beautiful woman? Three times I have held a beauty contest, but have gained nothing. It seems like a joke. Without an heir, how can I continue to rule the empire?
I am filled with anger, speechless. Could it be that I should abdicate and hand over the world? I went to Meizhou and had a bowl of plum porridge. I don't know why, but I felt very tired and fell asleep. 'On one hand, he tells me to leave, on the other, he touches my body,' someone was speaking. I am very awake now, but I can't open my eyes. The voice fills my mind, a man's bitter voice. It's familiar to the point of being blurry. I feel him slowly approaching this body and then quickly keeping a considerable distance. Who is he, my guard who only lives to eat? It infuriates me! I have a strong sense of danger, thinking it must be a plot by rebellious thieves from Anse. How bold! I never expected that the 'assassin' would start telling a story."
"Long time no see, you've gained weight, that's great."
"Your Majesty is very curious."
"Your Majesty must not know how Li Lang admires Your Majesty, not just for a day or two. Li Lang's affection for Your Majesty is day after day, month after month, and year after year. I wish Your Majesty would call me Lang again, but Your Majesty doesn't remember me at all, never remembers Lang. Your Majesty's grace is like a passing mist, drifting past Lang and never returning. Lang loves Your Majesty, and even Your Majesty's supreme majesty when angry is very lovely in Lang's eyes."
"There's always a way, Your Majesty. We will always meet in one place."
A strange man made a bunch of strange confessions, and then I could see it. There was no one else around, so I shook my head and went back to sleep. As long as my life is not in danger, it's not a big deal.
"Is there really an The Underworld in this world?" Mu Yun threw the noodles into the iron pot, cracked open an egg, and sliced a tomato. I had a slight headache, how should I answer this question? Is there? Isn't there? "Instead of calling it The Underworld, it's more like a truly meaningful drama, right, Chunshu?" She looked at me and smiled. Seeing that I didn't answer, she continued, "Zhen Jia is Li Lang, Li Lang is Zhen Jia, true and false, false and true, the line between truth and falsehood is blurred, isn't this a good drama?" She pursed her lips and started stirring the noodle soup with chopsticks, then continued, "Zi'an has become the emperor, she's just sick, always thinking that she's winning. What a clever calculation, it's really the most brilliant calculation. Li Lang is still Li Lang. Clearly, she calculated to destroy a princess's country and family, and still had to humbly tell her that she loves her, saying that the emperor is not aware. Tsk tsk."
Looking at her disdainful expression, I felt speechless and intimidated. Mu Yun is too mature, and I am both timid and afraid. "Li Lang, that's not his true intention. He loves Bi Yue," I explained. "Wait, Chunshu, don't you understand? Wei Bi Yue loves a woman, a man like Alang who is willing to dress as a woman, a gentle girl. General Li Lang has never been that," she said. "Never been that," I fell silent and took over to help her crush the garlic into a fine paste.
It's so sad, Mu Yun is becoming more and more unpredictable. Li Lang's Bi Yue is also completely elusive. At least something should be grasped, but unfortunately, nothing can be held onto. Those things that shouldn't be held onto will eventually drift away. I can't understand and can't let go of more than just these.
"I have never met you, yet you wish to harm me?"
"granting death."
"Who are you? We have never met, why do you harm me?"
"granting death."
......
"Who are you...?"
"Granting death, exempt from public beheading."
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